This is Rong Xijue's unique way of descending the steep cliff, falling for a while, with a "sonorous" sound, the axe hooked a protruding mountain rock, and so on, but it was tea time, and it had fallen to the bottom.

All the way down, when you are about to reach the bottom of the valley, you will hear the sound of the rushing water, which seems to be the sound of a waterfall flowing. At the bottom of the cliff, you can't see the waterfall, but you can see a river with abundant water, the two banks are connected with a straight mountain shape, the old vines are entangled, covering the slope bank, the heavy rocks are stacked, it seems dark and deep, the sun doesn't seem to shine here at all, the water is like a jasper belt, quietly flowing to the east.

Rong Xijue settled his mind, looked at the side from afar, and sure enough, there were huge rocks blocking the mouth of the valley, and the strange cypress and strange trees by the river where he was standing were mixed, the forest was cold and the streams were cold, there were rabbits and birds singing from time to time, and strange animals haunted and shuttled among the bushes. In front of the plain green pool, swimming fish drill gap, clear to the bottom, if the light is brighter, it can be described as a blessed land.

Since Ah Shan Mamu said that there was no way out of the house when he entered here, Rong Xijue looked around and walked forward.

Except for the sound of falling water not far away, there seemed to be no sound in the valley even in the gentle flow of the river, and there was an indescribable weirdness in the quiet.

After walking for a while, he "clicked" under his feet and trampled on a branch, and he immediately rose from the ground and slowly landed on a horizontal branch.

Looking down, it was not that he was too alert, but that it was such a damp river, and with his light steps, it was unlikely that he would break any branches.

Strange laughter soon sounded all around, men and women, immature and dull, making people feel uncomfortable.

Rong Xijue didn't make a sound, just waited quietly.

I saw two heads slowly rising on the calm lake.

Then the whole body came out of the water, and there were two children, a man and a woman, dressed in the traditional dress of the Roy tribe, with a body and face of seven or eight years old, but the color of death was black, and the eyes were empty, as if there were two holes left, but there were obviously eyeballs inside, and it looked like a corpse that was not completely decomposed.

After the two child corpses floated up from the bottom of the water, they quickly turned their faces in the direction where Rong Xijue was standing.

They spun stiffly, but they swooped down like lightning.

The two corpses flew over at the same time as they straightened their arms.

Rong Xijue didn't have time to think about it, he lifted the axe and made a mistake in the air, and the two axes slashed at the child's corpse, instantly cutting the child's corpse into four pieces, and countless milky white insects instantly shot out from the corpse, covering a radius of more than one zhang.

He quickly took off his coat and waved a protective ring to protect himself from the corpse insects, but the smell around him was really unpleasant, causing his expression to distort slightly.

If it was just for ordinary Zhu Ya when he first came, then when he saw that the good child was refined into a black stiff, he was angry.

Rong Xijue stopped on a shore rock, and said in a loud voice: "The devil who hates and mutilates children the most in my life is who hides here and pretends to be a ghost, and comes out early to die. ”

The voice echoed through the valley, but no one answered for a long time.

Rong Xijue snorted coldly and walked towards the depths of the valley with an axe.

This section is also flat, but the more you walk, the more real the sound of the water, walking to the first hundred and ten paces ahead, there is a sharp bend, a turn, he saw a waterfall with seven bends and eight twists.

The silvery water seemed to fall from the sky, lapping against the rocks that had been deposited for thousands of years, and the pearls and jade splashed everywhere.

In the Central Plains, he has seen the most is the three-fold waterfall, and the waterfall in front of him is as many as nine folds, and occupies twenty or thirty zhang of the mountain wall, which is extremely spectacular.

Rong Xijue glanced at it twice and felt that there was something abnormal under the surface of the lake not far away beside him.

A succession of zombies floated up from the bottom of the lake, and in an instant they densely occupied a large area of water.

This time, there are old and young, men and women.

Looking at these things that had no signs of life, Rong Xijue felt extremely uncomfortable in his stomach.

Now that they are dead, it is better to be completely reduced to dust than to be made to be puppets here.

Rong Xijue clenched his axe and prepared to make a big slash.

A female corpse who didn't want to be in the center actually grunted.

Zombie ugly, although it laughs, the expression on its face has not changed at all, it is very infiltrating.

"Brother is so good-looking, the deity has lived for thousands of years, and I have never seen you such a handsome descendant, if you can obediently stay in the valley and serve the deity, not only can you spare you from dying, maybe you can also prolong your life and be a happy immortal outside the world." ”

The female corpse spoke Thai evil words, and her voice was tactful, like a beautiful girl in her teens.

Rong Xijue snorted coldly: "Pretend to be a ghost!" The axe in his hand has been slashed like a meteor.

The female corpse jumped up from the water and dodged, but the axe came too quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it cut a large hole in its waist, and the corpse worms poured out of the hole.

The female corpse screamed, and all the monsters jumped up from the bottom of the water to surround Rong Xijue from all directions.

The axe spun around and returned to Rong Xijue's hand.

Sharp screams rang out one after another.

Rong Xijue shuttled back and forth in the pile of corpses, the sharp axe in his hand turned into lightning, if the Xingtian Dance was dry, the already gloomy black waterfall canyon was gloomy, the blue sky did not open, the screams of the corpses were accompanied by the sound of rushing water, and the thunder roared and echoed in the valley.

For a while, corpses and insects were all over the sky, and the smell was incomparable.

When the last zombie was divided into rain and mist, Rong Xijue held a sharp axe, jumped a few times, jumped out of more than ten zhang, and rushed into the bottom of the seventh waterfall.

The impact of the unprecedented force made him unable to open his eyes at all, and all he could hear was a loud sound in his ears.

There were too many zombies at once, and the corpse insects inevitably sprayed on his body, and after a strong impact of the waterfall, he felt a little better, and jumped on a talc beam, removing his coat.

The water droplets hit the rock and scattered, and the smoke took off, its momentum was majestic, Rong Xijue looked up under it, the so-called bead curtain hook does not roll, the practice hangs the remote peak, it is not enough to imitate its shape, the pride in the heart is born, and the so-called "mountain god" does not stop the meaning.

He flew down and cut down a broad-leaved branch of the boss in the bushes, and flew over again to fight the corpse insects, killing all the insects that he could see, and then returned to the bottom of the waterfall to wash it again.

This was repeated twice, and when he cruised the river again, there was no more movement.

Because the previous zombies all emerged from the bottom of the river, he wanted to enter the water several times, and suddenly remembered that when he flew into the waterfall, it was as if he saw a dark cave, and he closed his eyes sharply at that time, and he never saw it really, so he became suspicious at this time, and turned back to look at the bottom of the waterfall.

The water flow is corroded, and there must be many holes in the watery mountains, this is common sense, since Rong Xijue thought of this, he returned to the side of the waterfall with an axe, ready to slowly approach from the side. (To be continued.) )